Today my mom and and Amy and I went to the mall. Amy and I left my mom at Dillards so that we could go to the food court and eat some lunch. I was waiting on Amy, standing a few feet away and talking to my friend Marshall when a teenage guy who was about fourteen years old walked up to me, grinning widely.
"You dropped your name tag," he told me proudly.
I was baffled. I glanced down to see if I was wearing something that made me look like a mall employee, but I was only wearing sweats and a tee shirt. I was about to explain that I don't wear a name tag, that he mistook me for somebody else, when he handed me something, flashed an even wider grin, and literally ran off.
This is what he gave me.
I stared after him in complete shock. So many questions were running through my mind. Why did he do this to me? Why did he put me in such an awkward position? Why did he take off running after giving it to me? And last, but not least, why me?
I'm still confused.
After the kid ran off, Amy turned to me and said in a slightly awed voice, "I thought that only happened to people in movies."
All I have left to say is, if Will Smith from the Fresh Prince of Bel-Aire was here, he would be applauding this fellow's audacity and corniness. But I'm just a little disturbed.
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